Christmas Carols

God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen

Christmas Carols

God rest you merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, Remember Christ our Savior Was born on Christmas day, To save us all from Satan’s pow’r When we were gone astray; O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy. From God our heavenly Father A blessed angel came. And

O Come, All Ye Faithful

Christmas Carols

O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem. Come and behold Him, Born the King of Angels! O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. Sing, alleluia, All ye choirs of angels; O sing,

Deck the Halls

Christmas Carols

Deck the halls with bought of holly, Fa la la la la la, la la la la. Tis the season to by jolly, Fa la la la la la, la la la la. Don we now our gay apparel, Fa la la, la la la, la la la. Troll the ancient Yuletide carol, Fa la

Coventry Carol

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Lullay, Thou little tiny Child, By, by, lully, lullay. Lullay, Thou little tiny Child, By, by, lully, lullay. O sisters too, how may we do, For to preserve this day. This poor youngling for whom we sing By, by, lully, lullay. Herod the king, in his raging, Charged he hath this day. His men of

What Child is This?

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What child is this, who, laid to rest On Mary’s lap, is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary! So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh,

O Little Town of Bethlehem

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O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie; Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting light. The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight. For Christ is born of Mary, And gathered all above, While

Away in a Manger

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Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head. The stars in the sky looked down where he lay, The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay. The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes, But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes. I love Thee, Lord

Angels, From the Realms of Glory

Christmas Carols

Angels, from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o er all the earth; Ye, who sang creation s story, Now proclaim Messiah s birth. Come and worship! Come and worship! Worship Christ the newborn King!   Shepherds, in the fields abiding, Watching o er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing

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